The Wistful Voyage

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The first thing I noticed was not the light, but the silence of the leaves. "You are trembling, Master," the boy said, his voice thin and brittle as the dry twigs under his boots. "The wind is only in the branches. It is not in you." I looked at the oak. It had stood in the center of the courtyard for three centuries, its bark a map of old scars and deeper wounds. Now it was just a skeleton,...

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